I don’t give a fuck about

your hairy rhymes or your hairy ass

I’m holding this bridge like my nuts,

and you shall not pass

Ill battle you from the peaks

to the murky depths

The most hideous part of the battle?

Your funky breath

That shit is licking

like flame tongues

And your rhymes are stinking

like dead bungs

Of the warriors

from the battle of pellenor

Your verses put me to sleep

watch me start to snore